Poems about parting

Poems about parting

The most beautiful poetry said about parting is what Majnun Buthaina sang. He is Jamil bin Muammar, who was fascinated by Buthaina bint Hayyan since his childhood. He was a poet with delicate feelings and tender feelings. He began to recite poetry from the time he met her until he died. So every lover took him as an example to follow for his dedication and sincerity in her love, and what he did for her.

Poems about parting

Poems about parting

Among the poems that described the feelings of separation among poets, we chose the following for you:

I wish the prime of youth would return

Beautiful Buthaina

If only the prime of youth was new

And forever he took over, O Buthin, he returns

We will remain as we used to be, and you

It's close, and what you're doing is cheap

And I do not forget, of things, I do not forget to say them

I have come close to maturity: Do you want Egypt?

Nor did she say: Were it not for the eyes that see

I visited you, so excuse me, I miss you

My boyfriend, what he threw from the heart is inside

And my tears with what I hide, the morning, a martyr

May I not see, and God is the Lord of a lesson

If the house breaks between us, it will increase

If I say: What is wrong with me, O Buthaina, kill me?

Of love, she said: fixed, and more

And if I say: Restore some of my mind, I will live with it

She turned around and said: That is far from you!

I will not be rejected for what I came to ask for.

Nor does her love for what annihilates annihilate

Your maidservants reward you, O Buthin, safety

So what Khalil Ban, and he is benign

And I said to her, between you and me, so know

God has a charter and covenants

Your love was funny and eternal

And love is nothing but fleeting and childish

And the offers of connection between me and her,

And if you facilitated it with semen, it would be difficult

I spent my life waiting for her promise,

And I spent time in it while it was new

Let the people slander, between me and her

Black tomatoes poison them

I wish them, in every evening and east,

Shackles and chains are multiplied for them

And women out of ignorance think that I am

If I came, they were the ones I wanted

So I divided my ends between them, and it was settled

And in the chest there is a far gulf between them

If only I wish my hair, would you sleep at night

In the valley of the villages? I am so happy!

And did they go down to a land whose winds shade?

It has strong folds and a stalk?

And did they meet Saadi from time to time?

And what is inherited from the new cord of serenity?

The diaspora may meet after separation

The needs may be realized while they are far away

Were they reprimanded verbally?

With breaches, they are matched by other than them

On the back of a terrified person, as if his disobedience,

If perishable way, sleep

You cursed me with my eyes rooted in the middle of a tree

And the chest of Kvathor Al-Lujain is good

It fakes as it faked its predecessors

Show off, fold the scarf, meod

If I ever come to her as a visitor,

Hands exposed, repelled

Repel and turn a blind eye to my hobbies, and Etni

Sins on her, he is stubborn!

So I restrained her out of fear, as if I was avoiding,

He forgets once, and we return

And whoever is given in this world a companion like it,

That is in living a rational life

Desire dies from me if I find it.

And he lives, if you separate them, and he will return

They say: Strive, O beautiful one, with a campaign.

And any jihad, other than them, I want

For every conversation between them, there is a screen

Every dead person is a martyr

And the best of my days, and the joy of my life,

If one day he agitated me while they were sitting

I remembered Layla, the heart is the dean,

Her intentions are scattered, the shrine is far away

I suspended passion from her as a child, and it was not removed

To this day, his love grows and increases

The two companions were not mentioned except that I mentioned them.

Nor miserliness, but I said you will be generous

If she thinks, she says: I have realized this

And my stinginess has not harmed me, so how can I be better!

If the viscera were revealed, it would be forfeited

Beneath it, there is a fleeting love and childbirth

Didn't you know, mother of meekness, that I

Do I make you laugh when you are steadfast?

Did they meet an individual with Buthaina at night?

Will you be kind to us and we will be kind to you?

And whoever was in love with me, Buthaina Yamitri,

So the lost man is a martyr

Separation

marginal student

They filled my heart with weeping and left me

As the years go by!

And the night, if it were not for their grief

There is no star to erase sins

There is no crescent moon for you to repent

On his songs are sad statues of her sin

He hunchbacked over the silo of nostalgia!

They left wailing for poems and rested!

Autumn shakes the weeping wind of Morocco

on the net of their estrangement

Sad money!

I am still like their pigeons in the house

like their birds

I sponsor their messages at the gates

for remembrance

And they wintered like a cloud over the fall of their sorrow in bloom

over their book

Like a branch, olives and figs!

There is no wind except that it returns in the trunks of poplars

What heartbreaks they left!

There is no willow but to coo when they are gone

to flocks of birds

They left their varicose veins without grapes

And they returned repentant!

Card from New York: Parting

Ghada Samman

Don't tell me we parted because I left...

Our meeting became parting.

Parting is when we sit next to each other in Carnegie Hall, clapping

For love songs, and each of us embraces the Oud of his heart, and follows his playing on it

Solitary, alone in the room of his age.

Parting is when we sit at the same table in Greenwich

Village, and each of us wanders alone in his galaxy, a planet covered with snow,

Jogging in the orbits of silent darkness.

I did not kill anything with my departure, everything had died, so I was liberated with it

Death certificate! I Scream Not The Killer…

Who is the killer? You? I? the others? what is the difference?

The body of love is heavy, and departure is the birth of…

The snoring of separation is mixed with regrets

The bread is risy

The snoring of separation is mixed with regrets

And the parting of the parting of my life

It is astonishing for someone who stays far away from his beloved

Not to die with a lot of exhalations

The death of the wilderness at the time of her death

And lovers have mortal arts

He who has not tasted passion and passion

And he will be a boy counted among the dead

after parting

Muhammad Mahdi Al-Jawahiry

My boyfriend, ask the heart for this affliction

And a survivor, the concern is driven by the Najwa

Unless we find a lawyer for our ears

We have established the age that we have guaranteed the lawsuit

Ask the revolving sphere to follow its course

We have reached the ultimate goal of harm

The Tigris came away from me and its banks were visible

And beyond that meadow with the sweetest sprout

By God, I am not strong over what irritates him

For my heart from memory and I wish I was stronger

As for parting, it is what I know

Al Mutanabi

As for parting, it is what I know

He is my twin if Pena is born

And He knew we would obey Him

When we learned that we are not immortal

And if the horses Aba Al-Bahi moved us

About you, I want what I rode the finest

Who singled out the slander for separation, I am

He who does not see anything in eternity will be praised

Repel the sweetheart

Canine obstruction

Repel the beloved, and that without separating him

And who keeps his covenant

A bribe that was jealous of him from his eyelids

And I think it's because of the sickness of his lovers

And I say who got drunk with the wine of his mouth

And my hand is resolving his scope contract

O my red-headed legs, just run

And he mixed the redheads from his potions for us

Exalted be He who gave him in good wishes

He added his creation to his morals

Like a branch in its movements, and a gazelle in

For his gesture, and the full moon for his radiance

I had melted out of my longing for him

Likewise, the lover dissolves from his longings

Hold on

Farouk Jweideh

Slow down a bit, you're on

And no matter how long the shrine

You will split us behind the setting sun

And leave between the tears of the day

It leaves us with a void and silence

And throw us over that wall

Like people, you long for a new guest

The novel ends with curtain silence

And forget hearts that saw a dream in you

So is every dream light... and fire

Be gentle and don't forget me

I came to you with some destruction

Because I have waited a long time for you

I searched for you the mysteries of the seas

And I changed my color and the descriptions of my face

I wore a false mask of semen

And I came to you with an old fear

To meet you before the train leaves

slow down..

And let me travel in her eyeballs

And erase some sins from the heart

I have lived a heavy life of sins

And I came with my night and I was afraid to repent

Shadows of illusion have lost us

And it threw us over a strange land

On her cheeks a long bruise

And between my ribs dismal wounds

And I have a big river of love

Scattered grief on his palms

And one day I woke up and saw the separation

Nahr al-Hawa is handcuffed from his hands

And they said the river came old grief

Mounds of despair in his eyeballs

All the flowers faded on the shore

Spring died on its banks

slow down..

Al-Hayari will come to you in droves

They may ask you about two lovers

They loved a lot and died a lot

They melted with longing in two tears

As if we became a sea on the horizon

Life goes without borders

We come to you striving despite the darkness

We lit life on two candles

slow down..

We're both about to leave

And if the banks of semen deceived us

Why do we migrate like birds

And we escape from a dream in our silence

Fear haunts us when we die

And grow up like sadness in our cradle

Why chase from everything

We forget safety on our land

Despair carries us behind life

We hate our age as death

Slow down a bit.. you are a day

Tomorrow in the crowd you see us leftovers

We swim in the universe atoms of light

The horizon scatters us with some fragments

We fly in the earth spirit and pulse

Despite the departure.. and the oppression of the menaya

I sleep in Abeer's comfort

And Dmaha Shatha running in my blood

Warmth on her cheeks

Her footsteps echo in sins

And it shone like the morning dawn on it

At night I carry some stories

And fill my eyes with light

So search for my life.. and salute the girls

It is my beginning to create life

And no matter how far we go, it ends

Slow down a bit.. you are a day

Take some of my life and keep it with you

Your farewell is heavy, but we

And no matter how far we are, we will be with you

You will become a cloud roaming the sky

And drops a tear on your cheeks

And the train goes with us and travel

We forget life and forget people

And the distance divides us between the paths

And the winds of fate mess with us

We keep you beyond the limits of time

And we cry for you one day for a lifetime.